Bryn | Jacob | Edward
The kiss was different. It curled her toes in the flats that she wore, and she would have melted into that kiss and thrown her arms around his neck if it was not painfully obvious that they were in the middle of the feasting hall. And if she didn't have a task.
While she did resist the urge to draw him in for more kisses like that, she didn't resist the goofy grin on her face when he was done. And a very obvious 'Huh' look on her face, as he spoke. Though she visibly shook herself and grinned at him. Lights were back on. Bryn chuckled. "Kiss him like that and he wont need drink to get drunk." She gave a gentle tug on his lapel. "If you kissed everyone you met like that it's a wonder you didn't own the seven seas." With a final gentle tug she turned away, she had to, or she'd spend the rest of the time pleading for more kisses like that. Off to find Jacob.